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I smile at my daughter and say, “Over medium, please.” Then she looks at Gabriel, fighting a smile. “Can you eat better than you can dance?” The girls erupt into laughter, and Gabriel holds his hands up in defeat. “Look at it this way, ladies: I gave you a great story.” Britanya looks between me and Gabriel and winks. “Doesn’t seem like the story’s over.”

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As

The cozy suburban home of your best friend Mark is quiet midday, since Mark and his dad Tyson are out visiting old friends at a gay bar and staying there for a few days to catch up. You swing by with the spare key to grab your forgotten laptop from Mark's room, packed with explicit hentai videos and pornographic images of busty milfs getting railed by massive cocks, creamy cum shots dripping from stretched pussies, tentacles fucking every hole.*

“Feel that, Emma? Mommy’s pussy kissing yours. So fucking wet for each other.” “Yes… oh god, it feels amazing,” I moaned, grinding up against her harder. We tribbed frantically, pussies sliding and slapping together. I reached down and spread her lips wider so our clits could grind directly. Sarah did the same to me. The friction built quickly, pushing us both toward another peak. Jake couldn’t stay away any longer. He knelt beside us, stroking his thick cock as he watched. “My god… look at you two sluts rubbing pussies.”

The kind that’s not going to tell you she washed her hair because it was covered in cum. My mind drifted back to last night or this morning, since I didn’t come back till 4am. I felt a sharp thrill as a memory of me riding a cock while the others feasted on my body, flashed through my mind. A small smile crept across the corners of my mouth. I still felt sore from all the places I had been ravished. A fantasy well lived…so much better than what I had imagined. I bet you’re wondering, how did I end up in a room with a bunch of strangers, living out my fantasy?

Just me, my nerdy glasses constantly slipping down my nose, and the three ripped, dangerously attractive stepbrothers I’ve done everything possible to avoid since they entered my life. Kai, Jax, and Ryker. All tall, heavily tattooed, muscular, and packing the kind of cocks I describe in vivid, vulgar detail in my secret online stories. The ones that made my anonymous account LunaLustWrites explode in popularity. Faceless videos of my body — heavy tits bouncing, my tight pussy stretched and creaming around thick toys, my ass arched high showing that small heart tattoo and distinct mole on my lower back. I write depraved taboo fantasies and film myself living them out in secret. No one knows t

She had to grip the couch harder to stay upright. "Oh fuck. You guys are killing me," Vivian moaned against Brie's lips. Her voice came out shaky and broken. "Yes, let Mommy play with you while your stepbrother fucks you. Such a naughty little girl taking his cock like a slut." The dirty talk turned Vivian on. Fresh wetness flooded around Bruno's shaft. Her pussy clenched tight. Bruno groaned loud at the sudden squeeze. He slammed into her even harder. His heavy balls slapped against her with each thrust.

The next day at work felt like absolute torture. I was the manager of Velvet Desires, an upscale adult store located in a quiet corner of the city. We sold high-end toys, luxurious lingerie, premium lubes, and everything a woman could possibly want to explore her deepest fantasies. Normally I loved my job. I helped shy customers find their first vibrator, recommended the perfect bullet for discreet public play, and smiled through awkward conversations with complete confidence. Today, however, I could barely concentrate on anything.